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                <title>*Magic of glooms *</title>
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                <description><![CDATA[ <u><b><i>*Magic of glooms*</i></b></u><br /><br /><b>"Light sinks trough the rooms filling them with magic</b><br /><b>Whispery breeze of wind lost in the depths</b><br /><b>You close the door before yourself</b><br /><b>Picture of what is yet to come painted with your hand</b><br /><b>Home, anchor, your Rose Mansion disappears</b><br /><b>Gardens dying from lack of interest</b><br /><b>Everything caught in a foggy web through which light tries to pierce </b><br /><b>Once someone was the keeper of this place Â where is the one now? </b><br /><b>She died, run off, disappearedÂ for eternity?</b><br /><b>Music full of magic had gone away and you, what will you do?</b><br /><b>You wonder around the Word alone and palace once called the White Palace is dying and vanishing</b><br /><b>Windows has been opened sound of steps around the chambers and a warm scent</b><br /><b>Snow-white rose blossomed in the garden</b><br /><b>Hugged by icy hands it blossomed</b><br /><b>The night soothed the Web of fog and melted it away releasing magic </b><br /><b>She rested amongst the flowers saying this is my place; this is my time to restore this and stayÂ" </b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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